Sitting here all alone in the dark
With this blade pressed to my wrist
Wishing youd be here to stop me,
To help me quit,
To get me out of my corner,
To take this blade away,
To stop me from falling any deeper,
But your to late anyway,
It slides across my scared wrist once more,
As i watch the blood fall,
Wishing you would have stopped me,
Cause i couldnt stop myself.....
